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Girl...

know you place.

That's what them all say.

Live here?

You can't go there.

Come from ghetto?

You never going reach uptown.

You know what I see?

People who settle for something bad

cause they think it's better than nothing.

None of them people is me.

I know one thing for sure.

I never going turn out like her.

CK One.

Eternity.

Shalimar.

Chloe.

Euphoria.

Chanel No. 5.

These bitches always telling me how they smell.

Their way of saying I stink.

Don't matter if me shower twice.

One day, I rip a perfume page out of a magazine and rub all over me.

Your perfume nice, girl.

You shoplift it?

Janet.

My favorite book.

Girl, girl, girl, girl.

Potential is just brimming in you, child.

I hear you reading Hubbard and O'Brien

even before teacher assign it?

Scared of you.

But you mark my word, Janet. If you keep this up,

you could become a bank clerk, or even an executive secretary.

Damn bitch, even you?

Fuck all you who say this is all I'm expected to be.

But I'll show all of them.

I lined up a job at Somertime Tours, just for one reason.

And soon enough, that reason pull up to the curb

in a car I can't even pronounce.

Me going travel.

Me going work.

Me going places.

Understand me.

I'm not no fool.

One of those have my name on it?

Look like we found something that you can't do.

And you're the one to teach me?

Maybe.

Never was part of my plan for Millie Black to end up dead.

But me would kill the baby Jesus himself

if him come between me and my way out.

Freddie.

Janet.

Janet.

Freddie, please...

Shit.

No, it's not safe.

I found some more.

Thank you.

You can get cleaned up back here.

Come.

Go on.

Hey. How's it going?

A boy was trafficked from Kingston to London ten days ago.

Holborn said he called it in to Missing Persons.

I need you to check that for me.

Millie, he's clean.

Yes, yes, I know what you said,

but the witness he was sent to pick up thought otherwise. And...

I'm pretty sure Holborn just got him killed.

Okay Millie, listen.

It sounds like you've been in a pretty traumatic situation--

Look, I need the shit on him that you can't dig up.

And Freddie mentioned the name, Ahmed.

I think it was his trafficking contact in London.

And anything you can get on Lindo.

The boy's gone to London, so I need to know what it brings up there.

I've just done a full day's work, Millie,

for people who actually pay me.

Well, I'm sorry but I thought Scotland Yard

might actually be interested

in whether or not the Met's star detective

is mixed up in the trafficking of a nine-year-old boy.

The kid's name is Romeo Lawrence. A-W,

and he flew under the name Anthony Mantel. E-L.

You sure you should be on this case, Millie?

Look, I've got to go.

You gonna tell me what you made me an accessory to?

I'm sorry, I can't go to the JPF. I don't know who to trust.

How deep the shit are you in?

You're better off the less you know.

I can't stay here.

And I don't wanna drag you into this.

I just need your car.

Yeah.

Look.

Janet, you're a smart girl.

You need to tell me what you know.

We're gonna have to help each other, yes?

Look.

When I was 15, I get in trouble with Babylon.

Big time.

The only thing that stopped me from going to prison was luck.

We all make shit choices, it don't mean it has to be your life.

You know Maddox?

Who's that?

Monkey Club?

Park Chinois?

These are places?

Freddie was going to take me out to them when we in London.

He said they love my accent in London.

Yeah, maybe on a white guy.

How long you in London?

Eighteen years.

And you don't know Park Chinois?

Look, Janet. Who is Lindo and what does he want with Romeo?

Why you come back?

You managed to get outa here,

and you really come back?

Mrs. Lawrence.

Big dancer, Romeo.

Oh baby, just a little bit more.

Where is he?

I don't know. Where we going?

You are up to your neck in this.

Picking him,

grooming him and his parents, taking him to the airport yourself.

I never take him to no airport -

Okay, who then? Because I know Freddie didn't get his hands dirty.

He leaves the dirty work for little Black girls like you.

Forget England. You think Jamaica's shit now?

Wait till you spend one night in Fort Augusta.

It's thirty years for trafficking.

That baby you're carrying won't even know you.

Look, security camera confirm you at the Somerville Estate.

Who gave you the order, eh?

Who's the big boss?

What's happening?

Closing in on the Bombers.

Somebody put together the most dangerous men in the country.

We soon find out who.

Well, at least someone's doing their job properly.

What's Black got to say for herself?

Where is she?

She not here yet.

Maybe the officer took the long way round to ask a few questions.

And you're alright with that?

She in a police car.

Say the word, we'll find her in 60 seconds.

Say what you like. She the only one who find Freddie.

Hey look, you know I think she's a great detective, up to a point.

But she couldn't make it at the Met for a reason.

And as far as I can see, she hasn't changed.

She'll be here.

Get Corsica to mop up his own mess.

Okay, if he'd done his job,

Freddie wouldn't have had the chance to shoot his mouth off about us.

Just Millie Black and Janet.

I'm not sure how much they know.

No.

No fucking way. It's not what I do. Get your fucking Bombers to do it.

You know what I'd like to do?

Get on a plane home and leave this shithole far behind.

Hello?

Fuck.

Who she?

Why you bring her here?

We need somewhere to go, and I can't trust the police.

Just keep an eye on her for a sec, okay?

Listen, I can't take any more problem in the Gully right now.

You called Stennet?

Stennet, who'd shoot a baby if they waved a gun.

No, don't put this shit on me, right?

Pattern is you don't get help.

No, the pattern is the bastard's always one step ahead of us.

Freddie was terrified of Holborn. He reckoned he wanted him dead.

Wait, what does this have to do with Holborn?

Look, I know it was Freddie, I know he's a criminal,

but Freddie has no reason to lie about that, Curtis.

I believe him. Holborn is corrupt.

You supposed to be listening to this?

You supposed to sound like man?

What you say to me?

Bitch.

Janet.

Janet, stop.

No, please...

Freddie...

Freddie...

I should have been back in the UK days ago.

Do you know what I have to do now?

Lucky I showed up at all.

Babylon picked up six of my Bombers already.

I have to lie low.

All you had to do was hire some half-decent guys.

You know, it's Freddie Somerville.

It's not fucking Osama Bin Laden, is it?

How come every time we coming, him know?

Well, he's dead now.

No thanks to you.

But, that's not enough.

It's not enough because he's ran his mouth to a copper.

And now there are loose ends.

Hey, I want back my wheels.

And the tool.

Yeah, take it up with the boss.

Drop me at Spanish Town Road.

Fuck off.

Janet,

I'm so sorry for your loss.

You know, I didn't know Freddie at all.

What was he like?

Quick temper.

All bark, no bite.

Know a good thing when him see it.

And that was you?

That was it for him.

Look...

I know it's too soon to say this, but you're only sixteen.

You will have it again. Maybe with someone your own age.

What, with a baby?

Besides, what me want with a boy?

Everybody think it's Freddie who make a play for me.

Maybe even Freddie.

He didn't realize I had everything planned

as soon as I found out he is the boss.

Two months me work at Somertime Tours, before him even came in.

Somertime Tours, is that a Somerville company?

Make sure he noticed me.

Cause Freddie owns it, right?

Is that how it happened? He...

People would come in looking for work, or holiday,

and you would traffic them?

Janet, come on.

Bitch, that's why you get me to talk 'bout Freddie.

No.

I am just hoping Romeo isn't dead.

Somertime Tours where you print your nice brochure

for your made-up school?

No, the man who did our passports threw in a brochure for free.

And what's his name?

Janet,

do you know what makes the biggest difference at sentencing?

Remorse.

And how much the defendant helped the police,

and I'm not seeing much remorse, so...

Levonne Jackson. Above the wig store on Trafalgar Road.

Yeah, Curtis.

They use a travel agency as a front for trafficking. Somertime Tours.

On my way.

It's open.

Oh, Jesus.

That smell...

Who is she?

Miss Val.

She run the trafficking?

Shit.

Shit.

You see Janet?

You lose her?

Shit.

Fuck...

Learn on the job is what them say.

And what me learn is this.

Keep fighting.

Shit.

Call Barracat.

Bigger the problem is in your way...

the bolder you have to be.

The only way out is through.

Call her.

You better be calling from the hospital with two broken legs.

Because that's the only damn way I'm accepting you not being here yet.

Super, Freddie told me it was Holborn he was running from.

Has Janet corroborated that?

Freddie was mixed up in human trafficking.

He'd say anything to save his skin.

Holborn made Stennet take that shot.

You're taking the word of a known criminal over a Met Superintendent?

Black, your judgment is so off, no wonder everyone questioning mine.

Bring Janet in now.

Yeah, that's what I'm calling about.

She ran.

Damn.

You come in right now, Black.

Black.

Judging by the smell, the body's been here a couple of days.

Probably killed same time as the Somervilles.

They're cleaning house.

You don't think it's possible the pipeline is still open?

What Barracat say?

That I've got to find Janet.

I've already got the Somervilles' flight logs from the airport.

But we only cross-referenced the names with live JPF cases.

I didn't check to see if there were flights booked for future dates.

Where you going?

Can't go back in without her.

I've got to find Janet.

The fuck did you go? I tried the landline.

You still in the office?

Me need a favor.

Is this about her?

Because Stennet's been mouthing off about some things that went down -

There should be flight logs in the file on the trafficking case.

I need a name and address of anyone traveling this week.

You know what you doing for her?

You can text me.

You were right.

Daphne Leighton.

Flying tomorrow.

I'm at her house now. I'll text the address.

Some of us not lucky enough to have stranger

come along and give us opportunity on a plate.

But me know one thing.

There was Janet before there was Freddie.

If the way out comes at a high price?

Think about what you already paid.

Corner Trafalgar...

and Hope.

I can tell you what you need.

Janet.

Thank God you called.

You alright?

How'd you find me?

Got your number from Freddie's phone.

Meera, what you got for me?

I ran the name that you gave me.

Lots of Lindos.

Nothing connected to any crime in Jamaica.

Okay, so what have you found?

There's no sign of a Romeo Lawrence

or Anthony Mantel logged in the system.

I can't see that Holborn reported him missing.

Shit.

It's not a smoking gun, okay? It could just be him overpromising.

Look. He's bent, Meera.

He's bent. Freddie knew it.

I knew it. I should've listened to my gut.

Okay, it could still be a mistake.

Yeah, but you don't think that.

Millie?

You still there?

Shit.

Investigating gangs? He's in fucking bed with them.

Okay, so Sanguis Meridian...

Did they hire him to shut down this investigation?

And who is Lindo to Sanguis Meridian?

We need to report Romeo missing to the Met immediately.

I'm already on it.

Send me his flight number, photos, all you've got.

Millie...

It's not definitive, okay?

It's not a smoking gun.

People say me should be afraid of you.

Of me?

Look, I'm just trying to work a case.

That case involve killing me boyfriend?

That was JPF, not me.

Not what she say.

If you believed her, you wouldn't be here.

And you're smarter than she thinks.

Where is she anyway?

Me want to work for Lindo.

Who's Lindo?

Me, the one who found Romeo.

Me, the one going to find you Millie.

I need to get out of here.

You take me to Lindo.

I don't know--

Okay.

Okay. It's a deal.

Call Millie. Tell her you need her.

She's not going to fall for that.

See?

This is why Lindo needs me.

I haven't been able to find work since I've been paroled.

I need to get out to support my family.

Me leave tomorrow.

Them take all my money.

Sell everything.

You going send me back to jail?

No.

But you just get saved from something worse.

We're going to hold on to this.

They say where they're taking you?

Only that they'll get me as soon as I leave customs.

Y'know, not to worry.

Place me in a home right away.

Address just for custom papers.

Someone on the other side expecting her.

If we get the airline to mark her as boarding.

Yes, the welcoming crew will know to pick her up,

and Scotland Yard can welcome the welcoming crew.

Or, better yet, why don't we send someone through as Daphne?

Hold on, hold on, hold on.

Them know...

everything.

Them ask me everything about me boys--

Them have me sister address. You understand me?

Should've left two week ago when them ask.

Wait.

Was it the 9th?

How you know?

She tell you about Romeo?

She never tell me him name.

Just that a boy need a chaperone.

So, who went instead?

There's no guarantee that they'll have ended up

in the same place as Romeo.

but at least we know that's the last person who saw him.

Pia Williams, 28.

Millie, we have to take this to JPF. Everyone is looking for you.

- Bis, hi, how you doing? - Millie. Millie, Millie...

Thank God you answer, Millie. I'm afraid.

What's happening?

Them find me.

The old fort off Palisadoes.

Millie...

Them going kill me.

Hibiscus?

Come alone.

Come on, come on...

You've reached Bis. Now state your biz.

Oh, shit.

Hurry the fuck up!

Let her go.

Don't hurt her. Please.

Janet.

You use me.

To get what you want.

Like everybody else.

Except Freddie.

Now shoe is on the other foot, bitch.

Take a good look.

Cause it's the last fucking

Him dead?

I don't know. Go. Go, go, go.

Pull over.

Pull over, stop.

Okay. Okay. Yes. Just let me find somewhere.

You okay?

Everything kriss till you bring that little girl to the Gully.

Bombo-raas, Millie.

Him is Babylon, he say -

Yeah, and with any luck he's already dead.

Him murder that girl. Tried to murder you.

Can't we go--

What? Report it?

He's one of the most decorated officers in the Met.

A fucking white man.

How do you think that's gonna go?

Bis, wait.

This is all the cash I've got.

As soon as the sale of the house goes through you can have the rest of it.

All of it.

And you do what now?

I'm going to England.

You're leaving me?

Yeah, I have to.

My whole life was in the Gully with my sisters.

I can't go back there after this.

You're strong.

You can start again.

Millie, please.

Babylon and maybe worse gonna come looking for me.

They're already looking for me.

You are safer on your own, Bis. Truly.

I tried to keep Janet safe and look what happened to her.

Millie--

You don't need me.

It was my mistake to ever think that you did.

But Bis, there is a little boy who does.

I hope him worth it.

Who is the new Orville?

Romeo.

His name is Romeo.

And I have to find him.

I hope you do, my girl.

I really hope you're not giving up on us just to keep running after ghosts.

I hope for your sake you don't find another dead boy.

He's alive.

He has to be.

I don't think I can handle any more dead kids.

Take care of yourself, Millie-Jean.

I been waiting here for you for hours while you off taking him on alone.

He said come alone. He had Bis, I couldn't risk it.

Look.

What I need from you, is to look after Hibiscus.

What the -

She needs to lie low, maybe get out of town.

What you talking about?

You look after your damn sister.

I need your bags.

Millie, no. No, you can't.

What you want me to do? I have nothing.

You have your life.

Every single person involved in putting you on that plane is dead.

No, listen.

If I don't go and stop this,

they're gonna come for you, your kids, your sister.

And they won't stop until nobody remembers you.

Wait, wait. Millie, man, listen.

What the fuck you doing?

I have to go, Curtis. It's the only way to get him.

Just stop woman, alright?

Millie Black is not the only solution to every bloodclaat problem.

Right, listen...

You have your girl Meera on the case, let her find Romeo.

If we are lucky,

Meera will find Pia and Romeo

walking through the airport on CCTV, and then what?

What happened to picking up the Bombers? Make them talk.

Stennet's in charge of that investigation.

Holborn was already in his ear and there's red tape, Curtis. You know.

You know this.

Holborn killed Janet. We'll go to JPF... tell them the truth.

If Holborn's corrupt anyone could be.

Word gets back to the gang about any of this, they clean shop, Romeo dies.

You don't even look nothing like her.

Same guy who did Romeo's passport.

Wow, you spend so long looking for lost people,

you finally lost your fucking self.

Find a safe house for her, okay?

- Who? - Hibiscus.

Find a safe house for her,

because whoever sent Holborn is gonna send more.

And they're gonna have badges too, yeah?

- Millie. - Please. Listen to me.

She won't survive jail...

Alright, Millie man, just listen to me for a second, alright?

Please Curtis, promise me...

You're not making sense man, you can't travel.

Just listen to me please, I can't let you go.

Please, please, please...

Millie, what the fuck man? Millie,

Millie,

Millie.

Next.

This is Barracat again.

I don't know exactly what you're up to,

but I can make a pretty good guess.

And if I'm right, you're putting your job,

my job, everything on the line.

So wherever you're going, whatever you're doing, you better do it fast.

Whatever you're searching for, make sure you get caught having it.

Because right or wrong, everyone is coming for you now.

I can't protect you anymore, Millie.